Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin

[Intro: Yung
(Yeah, ayy, huh, ayy)

Yung Bans]
Ridin' with the .40, ridin' with the .40 with a beam, huh,
Dollar all I see
If it ain't 'bout the money, I ain't 'bout it, yeah
If it ain't the money, huh, ayy
with the .40, ridin' with the .40 with a beam, huh, yeah
Dollar all I see
If it 'bout the money, I ain't worried 'bout it, yeah
If it ain't 'bout the

1: Yung Bans]
Hmm, I'm on the beach with my up, ayy
say I'm switchin', I don't speak up, no, hmm, ayy
I just my speakers up, hmm, ayy
I turn my speakers up, huh
I'm on just like my lease was up, ayy
And I'm still poppin' percs, lil' bitch, I'm geekin' up, huh
I fuck that lil' hoe if she freakin' though, ayy
Then I a new bitch 'fore the week was up, ayy

[Chorus: Yung Bans & Landon
Ridin' with the .40, ridin' with the .40 with a beam, huh,
signs all I see
If it ain't 'bout the money, I ain't 'bout it, yeah
If it 'bout the money, huh, ayy
Ridin' with the .40, ridin' the .40 with a beam, huh, yeah
signs all I see
If it ain't 'bout the money, I ain't worried 'bout it, (yeah, ayy)
If it ain't 'bout the (yeah, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2: Landon
Now I come for that money, I got green, yeah
I'm coming for that cheese, yeah, that cheese,
I run out with ya honey, she out of me,
She wanna the week, I make her leave now, ayy
Get high, yeah, on the west side,
On my life, yeah, think that I'ma die
I put money off to the side, yeah
Take a wi-ith me, yeah

[Chorus: Yung & YBN Nahmir]
with the .40, ridin' with the .40 with a beam, huh, yeah
Dollar all I see
If it ain't the money, I ain't worried 'bout it, yeah
If it 'bout the money, huh, ayy
Ridin' with the .40, with the .40 with a beam, huh, yeah
Dollar all I see
If it ain't 'bout the money, I ain't worried 'bout it, (ayy)
If it ain't 'bout the (ayy, gang)

[Verse 3: YBN
(Grra!)
One day they caught me loafin' droppin' off my bitch (droppin' off my bitch)
They a couple shots but I'm just glad that nigga missed (on the gang, nigga)
Ducked down and started clapping, tried to flip hoe, whip (grra, pow, pow, pow)
But I would rather a life before my my mama see me stiff (ayy, that's on my mama)
So I'm clutchin' on that .44 I'm trippin' (ayy, grra, pow, pow, pow)
Trey paralyzed but I'm just glad that nigga livin' (ayy, I'm just glad that livin')
don't come to me when that nigga granny end up missin' (when that nigga end up missin')
I was out in Cali, workin', bitch, I was gettin' it (ayy, workin', bitch, I was gettin' it, huh)

[Chorus: Bans]
Ridin' with the .40, with the .40 with a beam, huh, yeah
signs all I see
If it ain't 'bout the money, I ain't worried 'bout it,
If it 'bout the money, huh, ayy
Ridin' with the .40, ridin' with the .40 a beam, huh, yeah
Dollar all I see
If it ain't 'bout the money, I ain't 'bout it, yeah
If it ain't 'bout the